Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener

Sterl was in a good mood, and his hands didn't stop moving. For the third time, he launched a teleportation attack into an area occupied by a dozen people.

However, this time...

Before Sterl could make his move, he noticed someone standing in front of him.

It was four Supremes under the Succubus Queen, led by Flanda. The other three Supremes wore hesitant expressions; they had been lured over by Flanda's persuasion, who claimed she had always wanted to help Mephistopheles, citing a sort of camaraderie.

But in Sterl's eyes...

They were just four ordinary Supremes.

Flanda? Yes, she was there, but what distinguished her from the other three?

"Mephistopheles, let's call a truce."

"If you want to hunt down the people from the Lord of Evil Spirits faction, we can help. There's no need for us to fight among ourselves…"

Flanda spoke with considerable confidence.

However, in the next second, her expression changed drastically, and along with the other three Supremes, she retreated in alarm. This was because Sterl's Shattered Void had completely frozen the surrounding space, threatening to eliminate them as well.

"You carry on! You carry on! The kid doesn't know any better!"

"We have no objections! These people have wronged you and deserve to die!"

"Lord Mephistopheles, we mainly want to assist you in hunting down the people from the Lord of Evil Spirits faction. If you want to deal with the traitors on our side first, that's perfectly fine!"

...

The other three Supremes hurriedly begged for mercy, pulling Flanda along as they attempted to flee.

Sterl's expression remained unchanged. He intentionally let these Supremes go. As direct subordinates of the Succubus Queen, they had little interest in the activity's rewards and didn't possess much contribution. Killing them would yield minimal benefit.

Furthermore, they were high-ranking generals under the divine-level demons; taking them down would surely incur the wrath of the Succubus Queen.

Sterl wasn't in the business of making losing trades.

He quickly initiated the third wave of Shattered Void, reaping more contributions from the activity.

Next came...

The fourth wave.

Twelve were slain, netting him over 8,000 contributions.

The fifth wave followed, claiming 31 lives and earning 21,000 contributions.

...

The sixth wave...

The seventh wave...

The eleventh wave...

At this moment, the players and demons under the Succubus Queen's faction were crying out in despair as they were pursued mercilessly. Yet, no one doubted Mephistopheles's motives; after all, betrayal from allies was more detestable than the harm inflicted by enemies.

Sterl watched as his activity contributions soared, and the frustration from being beaten by two factions dissipated entirely.

Now, his contributions from the Hell faction far surpassed those from the main world faction!

The resources painstakingly accumulated by others all fell into Sterl's hands.

The four Supremes had grim expressions. While it was one thing for Mephistopheles to vent his anger by casually killing a few people, it seemed now that he intended to eliminate everyone in his path with that blood-red teleportation skill. How many lives was he planning to take?

"We must stop him; we can't let this continue," one of them insisted.

"Stop him? With what?" another replied.

"Of course, we must inform Her Majesty the Queen and send her the footage from here."

"That's the only way."

The other three Supremes discussed among themselves. Only Flanda gazed at Mephistopheles's figure, closing her eyes and murmuring to herself. What expression had he just worn? He had completely ignored her. Did she not have any charm for him at all? She couldn't accept it!

How could this happen? Ahhh!!!

Flanda felt as if her heart had been severely wounded. She couldn't bear it!

After finally feeling a spark of attraction toward someone, she found herself in such a ridiculous position.

"Flanda?"

"Flanda??"

It wasn't until the other three Supremes kept calling her name and asking for her opinion—"Can we summon Her Majesty the Queen?"—that she snapped back to reality.

"That's the only way to stop Mephistopheles," they insisted.

Huh?

Flanda was taken aback. Earlier, when Mephistopheles was being hunted, she had considered this idea. However, summoning the Queen required all four Supremes to jointly present the items they each guarded.

But...

Flanda felt a bit uncomfortable. She had actually wanted to summon the Queen before, with the goal of rescuing Mephistopheles.

Yet, she had never voiced this intention. To save Mephistopheles, she would need to reveal the core reason—Mephistopheles was a target chosen by the Queen. That would be the only way to persuade the other three Supremes.

But she couldn't say that! As a member of the Succubus tribe, she had always been a loyal follower of the Succubus Queen.

The other three Supremes were captured by the Queen and were fiercely loyal, but they likely wouldn't show any goodwill toward a potential "rival."

So, Flanda knew from the start that even if she suggested summoning the Queen, it would likely be rejected. The three Supremes would do their best to delay, and Flanda feared that Mephistopheles might meet his end at any moment. It didn't seem worth the effort to argue with her colleagues.

Now, however, she could summon the Queen to capture Mephistopheles?

"You all need to think this through. The Queen is likely occupied by the deities of the main world; otherwise, she would have come herself. If we force a summoning, there's no guarantee Her Majesty will even arrive," Flanda shook her head, trying to find reasons to prevent the summoning.

But the other three Supremes were clear in their intentions.

"Even so, we have to summon her."

"By participating in this event, the Queen has brought the elite troops who are loyal to our layer of hell."

"We can't afford to let Mephistopheles continue this slaughter; how long would it take to recover from such losses?"

The three colleagues were extremely serious.

Flanda thought about this and was taken aback; she found herself questioning her own life choices. After all, she and Mephistopheles weren't particularly close, having barely exchanged a few words.

"But why… am I thinking so much about him, to the point of disregarding the Queen's interests?!"

Flanda suddenly felt a pang of guilt...

After a moment's contemplation, she silently nodded in agreement to the summoning.

With a sigh in her heart, she thought, "Mephistopheles, don't blame me for not helping you; I did my best."

At that moment, the three Supremes noticed Flanda's nod and broke into smiles. "Great! Once Her Majesty the Queen arrives, if Mephistopheles dares to keep killing, he'll truly be doomed!"

"Her Majesty will surely punish Mephistopheles!"

"Alright, let's hurry and summon her!"

...

The three Supremes spoke seriously, but their expressions betrayed their impatience. Previously, when faced with Mephistopheles's slaughter, they had barely managed to stall him for a second before fleeing in disgrace.

It was common for demons in Hell to abandon their dignity to save their lives, yet each of them had a strong sense of pride. Those who felt humiliated would always be plotting their revenge.

Seeing the three Supremes chatting happily, Flanda couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. "Why don't you all say a little less?"

"After all, it might not be Mephistopheles who ends up in trouble."

From what Flanda knew of the Queen, her tastes were quite similar to hers. Once she actually met Mephistopheles, she would likely have a very high opinion of him.

The three Supremes were here slandering and attacking Mephistopheles, which could very well backfire on them.

...

In the sky, countless demon corpses fell like dumplings.

The four Supremes from the Succubus Queen's faction worked together to retrieve an ancient bronze disk fragment. When combined, their four pieces formed a complete disk.

Then, strange characters appeared on the disk, lighting up one by one in a vibrant green, eventually coalescing into a beam of light.

This beam shot into the sky, transforming everything around into a stream of information that was drawn along with it.

And this scene... was naturally captured by Sterl.

A sense of alarm surged within him...

"They must be trying to summon the Succubus Queen."

Sterl wasn't being overly prescient; he simply preferred to think of the worst possible outcomes. From the very beginning, he had decided to keep hunting "people" until the Succubus Queen descended.

At that moment, Sterl saw the emerald green light shooting up into the sky, showing no signs of stopping.

He gathered his strength once again, condensing the blade of his sword, and swiftly slashed! The power of Shattered Void continued to tear through the sky.

Meanwhile, the Supremes summoning the Succubus Queen, except for Flanda, watched the unfolding scene with a glimmer of delight in their eyes.

"Go ahead and kill! The more you kill, the worse it will be for you later!"

They all anticipated the chaos, their eyes brimming with malice!

...

At the same time, near the Blood Red Fortress.

The divine being Marlon from the Hall of Valor smiled as he watched the figure before him—a woman with an incredibly graceful figure, wearing a veil.

"Your Majesty, you seem to be in good spirits."

"Your chess skills are commendable as well."

Instead of fighting the divine-level demon opposite him, the two were seated in midair, engaged in a game of chess.

Marlon's task was to stall the Succubus Queen, while the other two divine beings in the main world were engaged in different missions aimed at inciting internal conflict within the hell factions, forcing them to withdraw from the event.

Marlon, however, had no desire to battle another divine-level being to the death. Thus, a tense standoff ensued, with one divine being and one demon managing to maintain a fragile peace.

Just then, a green light suddenly descended from the sky and entered the consciousness of the Succubus Queen.

"What's happening?"

"Is someone slaughtering my subordinates?!"

"Didn't I say you don't need to report such matters to me?"

The Succubus Queen frowned slightly; she was well aware of Lord of Evil Spirits' formidable general—Lovic. With him around, she knew many of her troops would likely be wiped out.

Moreover, Lovic was not only under the protection of Lord of Evil Spirits but also received mysterious aid from their race, making it impossible for her, as a divine-level being, to directly intervene.

Initially, the Succubus Queen intended to ignore this summoning.

But then she realized—

This time, the one slaughtering her subordinates was not Lovic but a young man named Mephistopheles.

"Isn't this the kid I had my eye on?"

The Succubus Queen's expression shifted as she began to observe the images streaming into her consciousness.

Then, she saw Sterl, fully powered up with his Solidification Method!

Hmm??